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Do You See What I Mean?

I have noticed
you know
That it has somehow become our routine
to spend our evenings cutting at air so thick
with a steak knife
Your aggrieved sighs as we struggle towards the brink of suffocation
echo up the stairs
Your ranting doesnt even get past the troll guarding my first ear
no need for him to ask you a question
just to ignore you and not let you pass
But by all means continue
I mean
its not like we have anything better to do
I mean
its not like I have a future
when im faced with a momentary minor misstep
Oh the horror
I mean
im only human
Sometimes
when I only have two legs
which is only sometimes
mind you
as sometimes I have three or four
But when I do only have two
sometimes im destined to have two left feet
But please
continue
its not like I have anything better to do



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